Just Life...

MissEllaneous seems to be not nearly as invested in this blogging endeavour as yours truly (Jerry) but I hope we will hear from her in the nearish future. Alas, for the time being you must listen to me.

I have been left to my own devices this week, as Ally Q is off galavanting the countryside with her family. I am not bitter as she sees the sun shine, water skis and enjoys the cooking that only a grandmother can provide, no not bitter at all.

The weekend consisted and will continue to consist primarily of work (someone has to bring home the prosciutto). The little cafe in which i am currently employed L'Espresso is the greatest work environment ever. Just a little place with only seats for 48, it's a very happenin place. Sounds small but it takes 9 floor staff on a busy day to serve 200 brekkies before noon. One wall is completely lined in music, as the owner converted the space from a record shop. the tight space creates a fun and busy atmosphere. The coffee is well known to be the best in town and the amount of coffee grinding and milk frothing that is generated on a daily basis is atonement enough of L'Espresso's success. Reminds me of home being at The Cafe (Echo Lake), not due to appearance, rather due to the regular faces. Everyone knows everyone's name and coffee order, some don't even get in the door before their order is placed and prepared. Although the days are sometimes too long and i am utterly exhausted at the end of each day, there isn't much that i'd trade for new work family here in Ballarat.

Being alone isn't all that bad really. This bachelor week will give me time to do things like, admire the clouds, sing as loud as i want and go the bathroom in the night without first putting on pants! Woot Woot! Plus she Ally Q has a queen bed...haha joking that's creepy. During my first night of bachelorhood i did what every man alone does, went out to eat. As i sit here at my table for one, with my extremely large Parma (who let me order the main) i am facing the door and watching NOONE hold the door for this little old lady trying to exit with an armful of take-away. Thus i have felt compelled to include in this post "The Rules of a Gentleman". I found this list the other week and now have it as my desktop background. I find it to be the perfect list to live by and try my hardest to obey.

1) A Gentleman is always presentable.
2) Live a passionate life, with a compassionate nature, and dispassionate judgment.
3) Talent is God-given. Be Humble. Fame is man-given. Be grateful. Conceit is self-given. Be careful.
4) Opening door for a lady is not optional.
5) A Gentleman is one who puts more into the world that he takes out.
6) Nothing beats a good hat, so long as it is removed when indoors.
7) Anything worth having is worth working hard for.
8) A Gentleman will never instigate a fight, but he is permitted to end one.
9) A Gentleman reads and reflects.
10) The best suits are tailored (ties should never be a focal point).
11) A Gentleman means what he says and says what he means.
12) Be gracious in manner, humble in tone and thankful for what is given.
13) A Gentleman lives beyond his zone of comfort.
14) The line between confidence and arrogance is very thin, and a Gentleman is aware of it.
15) Drinks are not meant to be mixed.
16) A Gentleman can drive stick-shift.
17) A Gentleman can jump is need be.
18) Know the differences between courage and stupidity.
19)  A Gentleman is observant, and takes action without delay.
20) To a lady, a Gentleman will readily offer his coat and his hand.

I hope all will take this with them and remember just like Elvis, Hitler and 2Pac Chivalry is not dead. Haha

Just thought i'd update everyone on my happenings here down under. Stay tuned...leave a comment.